I drew this picture to tell you about some of the assistance I have done for the sick. This drawing reminds me of the period when I was with my brother in the hospital. I was taken out of school to go and be with him in the hospital. It was the first time to be in a hospital and to care for a sick person. We were told by the doctors to take him to Kisumu. We ran out of money, so I called my big sister. My sister came with money and we then had him admitted to Kisumu hospital. My sister left the following day, so I was left with him in the hospital. He had an X-ray and they found he had a chest problem. I was feeding him because he was unable to do so by himself. After some time he recovered and could again do certain things on his own. After a little while the sickness returned and he got seriously sick and died. After caring for my brother, I have since been caring for my grandmother.
– Jael, age 14, Kenya